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elaborate further I do not know what that means
 
elaborate further I do not know what that means
For you, our truth. That eternal pool of infinite nothingness, I can hear it call my name. It's pull gnawing at my limbs one-by-one, and I know that eventually they will fail me and I too will become one of many screams. It's vibrant temptation calls to me with it's siren song, to leave this material plane behind and join what is inevitable. But ah, I remember what I am called here to do. To decline humanity of it's greatest sin and end those who seek the dish out what is the most treacherous of gifts: the shackles of a beating heart and the chains of flowing blood. They deny the truth, knowing not the true extent of eternity, those poor fools. I would pity them if what they did was not so blasphemous. So we hunt, not for pleasure or for any material goal, but to do existence the ultimate indulgence, to snuff it out. And when our goal is complete, and with time it WILL be complete, we too will join them in the cesspool of damnation, we will join the choir and sing our part, we will scream. And while our agony is infinite and our suffering will know no end, we can take solace knowing we have shown mercy to those who no longer have to bare the burden of existence.
 
For you, our truth. That eternal pool of infinite nothingness, I can hear it call my name. It's pull gnawing at my limbs one-by-one, and I know that eventually they will fail me and I too will become one of many screams. It's vibrant temptation calls to me with it's siren song, to leave this material plane behind and join what is inevitable. But ah, I remember what I am called here to do. To decline humanity of it's greatest sin and end those who seek the dish out what is the most treacherous of gifts: the shackles of a beating heart and the chains of flowing blood. They deny the truth, knowing not the true extent of eternity, those poor fools. I would pity them if what they did was not so blasphemous. So we hunt, not for pleasure or for any material goal, but to do existence the ultimate indulgence, to snuff it out. And when our goal is complete, and with time it WILL be complete, we too will join them in the cesspool of damnation, we will join the choir and sing our part, we will scream. And while our agony is infinite and our suffering will know no end, we can take solace knowing we have shown mercy to those who no longer have to bare the burden of existence.
Summarize please I cant read
 
I regret to inform the Panda TF2 community that their most cherished community member, Ryan "shmeed" Peregrine has passed in away in a tragic tractor combine incident. A memorial service will be held at 3:00 pm est on Febuaray, 13th (Wednesday, his favorite day of the week) on the jailbreak server to honor his memory. During this time period the use of the "Schadenfreude" taunt will result in an immediate 24 hour ban, so DO NOT use the "Schadenfreude" taunt during this time period.
 

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